Forlorn Tree

At some distance I espied a bird,
Numb it is on a forlorn tree,
With head concealed under its wings,
And claws dug deep in the branch,
Like scared of the reluctant fall.
At certain intervals a daunting breeze blows,
Swirling the poor creature mercilessly,
The breeze dangle the trees in twilight,
Like a candle flickering in the cold night.
Some birds desperately in pursuit of shelter,
While others adoring the rain,
A sudden cry reverberated in the woods,
And broke the rhythm of my day dream.

~Faizan Wani

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